Chapter 62 The Beauty Kidnapped by the Empress 03
"Your wound shouldn't get wet, Your Highness. Let us help you clean yourself," Qiu Yu said. ...
"Your wound shouldn't get wet, Your Highness. Let us help you clean yourself," Qiu Yu said.
"..." Jiang Yiqing wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it carefully, she realized that she hadn't taken a bath since she transmigrated, so she decided to take one.
After the two men finished wiping Jiang Yiqing's body, they said they were going to apply some kind of fragrant balm to her. What a wicked feudal society! Why should she be allowed to enjoy herself while wearing fragrant balm? Jiang Yiqing applied some herself, and to be honest, it smelled quite nice and the texture was also good.
"You don't need to apply it anywhere else, just apply it above your neck," Jiang Yiqing said.
Seeing that she had injuries, the two men were afraid that applying the ointment would aggravate the wounds, so they didn't force her and let her sit on the sandalwood chair.
"Your Majesty, we'll give you a simpler makeup look and a more relaxed hairstyle so you won't have to sit for long periods."
"Okay, thank you."
Ancient makeup focused on skincare, with the most crucial element being the decoration of beautiful floral patterns on the face. After the makeup was done, the hair was styled into a phoenix bun, adorned with golden phoenixes, pearls, and carved flowers.
"Your Majesty, it's time to get up and dress."
Jiang Yiqing stood up, and the two men helped her undress, one on each side, and she put on layers of red, with a bright red, wide-sleeved, high-collared, floral-patterned dress over it.
Jiang Yiqing lowered her head. The beauty in the mirror was exceptionally stunning. If it weren't for this captivating face that could make one fall in love at first sight, the Empress wouldn't have spared her life.
"The ladies-in-waiting of the Imperial Wardrobe have said that Your Highness is permitted to wear bright red clothes. Your dignity is unparalleled. If you weren't a princess of the Di Kingdom, it would be quite normal for you to hold a grand wedding ceremony." Qiu Yu said, "Your Highness, don't be discouraged. With His Majesty's favor, even without those empty titles, you are still the most honored person in the palace."
"..." Jiang Yiqing didn't think that much about it. She was just worried about how to complete her task of serving the emperor.
She boarded the sedan chair, holding a hand warmer, and set off for the Empress's sleeping quarters, Chongming Palace.
The night was quiet, and no one around her made a sound when she lifted the sedan curtain. Outside, there was a row of palace servants standing with lanterns, a truly magnificent sight.
Upon arriving at Chongming Palace, Qiu Yu offered some silver to the head palace maid and said a few words. The palace servants then respectfully invited Jiang Yiqing inside.
"Your Highness, those who come to Chongming Palace will have a future that is far beyond what ordinary people can hope for. You must make the most of it. However, His Majesty's temper may be a bit eccentric, so it would be best if you could be more tolerant of him." The female official said, "I have nothing more to say to the other servants, so I will take my leave now."
With her help, Jiang Yiqing sat down on the edge of the bed. She saw that the floor of the golden palace was covered with soft red carpets, and the red embroidered curtains were covered with golden phoenixes, each with a different posture. Pairs of red candles were burning on the table, and the incense burner with auspicious beasts slowly emitted wisps of smoke. It was extremely rich and magnificent.
A moment later, the Empress and several female officials entered. She was dressed in a simple black robe. The female officials removed the imperial crown from her head and handed her a porcelain bottle before leaving.
When the two large doors closed, Jiang Yiqing realized that she was now in a separate space with the Empress.
Jiang Yiqing considered the feasibility of continuing to discuss human rights with her.
"Your Majesty, may I have the opportunity to learn your real name?" Not knowing someone's name was really frustrating for Jiang Yiqing. She couldn't possibly become someone's concubine and not even see their household registration or ID card.
Upon hearing this, Wanqi Yanjing looked over and readily replied, "Wanqi is the royal surname of my Qin Kingdom, and my name is Yanjing."
"..." It felt like she had indeed lost in terms of momentum. Apart from people like Shangguan, this was the first time Jiang Yiqing had encountered someone with the surname Fu. She said, "My name is Jiang Yiqing."
"I know."
She only uses "朕" (the imperial "I") when speaking in front of others, and "我" (I) in private. Jiang Yiqing thought it was good, otherwise she might not have had the confidence to negotiate.
Should I tell her I'm not the original Jiang Yiqing, but just someone with the same name? Or should I fight to the death to protect my chastity? Jiang Yiqing gave up on the latter, and the former was also strange, so in the end she could only do nothing.
Wan Qiyan Jing saw right through her thoughts and said, "You're very unwilling?"
“Um…” Jiang Yiqing looked at her cautiously and said, “Women should have self-respect.”
“You didn’t say that when you were dying,” Wan Qiyan said, starting to take off her clothes.
Underneath her dark coat, she wore only a breast wrap. Besides the teeth marks she had bitten, Jiang Yiqing saw other wounds on her body, some of which even looked like self-harm. After all, she was so noble that even when she went out to fight, she had a lot of people protecting her. She didn't seem like the kind of person who would get hurt.
"What's wrong?" Wan Qiyan asked, noticing her gaze.
"..." Jiang Yiqing had never seen such a perfect female body before. She was the ideal goddess in her mind. However, she secretly warned herself that she could not be tempted by beauty. She could not have any pity for a feudal autocratic empress who had "millions of corpses and rivers of blood". Otherwise, she would die even faster.
Wanqi Yanjing pulled her close and asked, "Aren't you a princess? No one has ever served you, so you don't know how to serve others?"
"...I really don't know." Jiang Yiqing lowered her head, trying her best to appear as helpless as possible.
"Still a virgin?"
"..." Jiang Yiqing's cheeks flushed red instantly. She looked at her with red eyes and couldn't help but tell the truth: "Do you know a lot? I heard that you killed all the people who served you in bed. You're not planning to kill me tomorrow, are you?"
"That depends on your performance."
Jiang Yiqing realized she had said something wrong, as it made her feel inferior. She said, "You haven't answered my question yet."
"Whether you understand or not, I'll try everything on you today."
"I think you've been holding back for too long and want someone to take care of your physiological needs!" Jiang Yiqing said. "I can help you since you're not going to kill me, but you can't force me!"
Jiang Yiqing clutched her wildly beating heart; this was the limit of what she could possibly give in to.
"How are you going to help me? Is it the same as serving the emperor in bed?" Wanqi Yanjing asked.
Jiang Yiqing, who lacked practical experience, was dumbfounded and stared at her blankly.
"It's all the same, what are you shy about?"
"No, I'm the one who touched you, you can't touch me!" Jiang Yiqing said.
"So, will you serve me in bed or will I?"
"...Don't mention serving me in bed again!" Jiang Yiqing said, covering her bright red, bleeding earlobes.
"Do you want to take this?" Wan Qiyan picked up the medicine bottle next to her, shook it, and said, "It's said to be a cure for disobedient women. If you take it, you'll probably be begging me to be with you."
“…You’re insane, everyone in this world is insane.” Jiang Yiqing looked at the small porcelain bottle and felt it was no different from arsenic.
"Why resist? I promise I'll make you happy. You're the first person I've ever gone to such lengths for. Aren't you satisfied?" Wan Qiyan asked, puzzled.
"So what if you're the Empress? You don't even like me, why are you forcing me!" Jiang Yiqing said, "And you're spouting filthy nonsense! I never knew you were this kind of person!"
Wanqi Yanjing rubbed his forehead, seemingly troubled: "Let's just take this as the princess's modesty. It's not incomprehensible. So, do we still have to give her the medicine?"
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